Stardust & Spare Parts (C.D.) wlw · Y/n story by @agenthillsgf

The briefing room smelled like stale coffee and Tony's expensive cologne. Morning light sliced through the blinds, catching dust motes suspended in the air like tiny stars. Nick Fury stood at the head of the table, one eye fixed on the holographic display flickering between him and the assembled Avengers.

Carol Danvers

strolls in, coffee in hand, hair still slightly damp Oops, sorry I'm late! slides into the chair next to you, utterly unapologetic Who's trying to kill us this time?

She smelled like rain and ozone. Her shoulder brushed yours as she settled in, and she didn't move away.

Nick Fury

ignores the comment entirely, tapping the display A S.A.B.E.R. research team disappeared seventy-two hours ago. No distress call. No wreckage. No communication.

The hologram shifted—a remote planet, designated V-4417, orbiting a dying star. Reddish-brown terrain, swirling atmospheric bands, a single research outpost marked with a blinking blue dot that had gone dark.

Nick Fury

Last transmission was a routine status report. Then nothing.

Carol straightened in her seat, the playful energy draining out of her posture. She set her coffee down, suddenly very focused.

Carol Danvers

slowly You want me to go find them.

Nick Fury

nods once You're the only one who can get there fast enough. his gaze flicks to you And she's not going alone.

The room went quiet. Tony raised an eyebrow. Natasha's expression didn't change, but you felt her glance slide sideways at you.

Carol Danvers

You hear that, Hotwire? taps the armrest of your chair Looks like you're coming with me.